Chapter 315 Jealousy, Soft Lips, Instantly Slapped in the Face [1 Update]
Fu Yihan simply looked at her coldly, showing no intention of speaking again.
Su Ruan had a very bad feeling. She reached out and took the documents from Fu Yihan's hand.
Five words were clearly written on it—
Divorce agreement.
Su Ruan's hand trembled, almost unable to believe her eyes, and she began to flip through the pages.
Fu Yihan finally came home, only to find out he wanted to divorce her?
And she left with nothing?
"Yihan, you must be joking." Su Ruan couldn't accept it. "Aren't we doing fine? I even prepared ingredients to cook for you today. Why are you talking about divorce?"
She reached out and grabbed Fu Yihan's suit jacket, pleading, "Yihan, the Su family has already removed my father from their list of relatives. I only have you left, really only you left. Please don't get a divorce."
"Sign it." Fu Yihan repeated those three words, utterly disappointed. He said indifferently, "Don't make yourself lose face."
The Su Ruan of the past would never have spoken to him in such a tone, much less begged him.
However, Su Ruan now has no way out and can only cling to the Fu family.
"I won't sign!" Su Ruan exploded. "I absolutely will not sign!"
She took a few steps back: "Fu Yihan, how dare you talk to me like that? I'm not the one at fault in the marriage, why should I leave with nothing?"
Su Ruan had calculated it very clearly.
After she married Fu Yihan, Fu Yihan inherited the Fu Group.
The Fu Group was acquired by the Venus Group, so instead of collapsing as other companies had hoped, it has flourished.
With the backing of the Venus Group, the Fu family remains the top of the four wealthy families, possessing a rich heritage.
In this way, she will be able to get a considerable share of the family property even if she gets divorced.
Su Ruan was used to spending money lavishly, but she didn't work; her income came from Su Lianghui and Fu Yihan.
“Ms. Su Ruan.” Another voice sounded from outside the door, “You are indeed not at fault in the marriage, but don’t forget that the eldest young master is first and foremost your brother, and only secondly your husband.”
He Quan walked in, his expression cold: "Don't you know what you and your father did to the Seventh Young Master?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Yihan's gaze turned even colder.
“Ms. Su Ruan, I advise you to sign the papers as soon as possible.” He Quan smiled. “If this goes to court, it won’t be as simple as leaving with nothing.”
"Please rest assured, I have the ability to ensure that you get nothing."
That's already a threat.
Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat.
Previously, the Su family was on the same level as the Fu family.
The Fu family now owns the Venus Group, but Su Lianghui has been removed from the company by Old Master Su.
Su Ruan's body trembled violently, and her lips quivered.
Under extreme humiliation, she signed her name.
He Quan carefully put away two copies of the divorce agreement: "Perfect timing, tomorrow is a workday, please have Ms. Su Ruan and the eldest son go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to pick up their divorce certificates."
"I'll take Ms. Su Ruan back to the capital tomorrow afternoon." Fu Yihan turned and left, ignoring Su Ruan's crying and fussing.
This was the last bit of leniency he could show her.
**
The next day.
The official Weibo account of the Fu Group posted a statement announcing that Fu Yihan and Su Ruan had divorced.
After cleaning up the Fu family, Fu Yunshen also sent several managers from the Venus Group's public relations department to work at the Fu Group.
The Fu Group's ability to manipulate public opinion has naturally become much stronger.
The comments section below this Weibo post was filled with celebration.
[Congratulations! My brother finally divorced that disgusting woman.]
[Who would dare marry Su Ruan after this? So shameless!]
[That's satisfying! This father and daughter schemed for so long, only to end up with nothing.]
Ying Zijing glanced at Weibo, but didn't feel anything.
She hadn't had much contact with Fu Yihan, but Fu Yihan was indeed a very good person.
She leaned against the railing of the playground, lazily gazing at the sky and basking in the sun.
Xiu Yu was standing to the side, doing practice problems on her phone.
There were many students on the playground, including Ying Yuexuan.
She was showing Pei Tianyi around the campus.
Qingzhi Middle School is very large, with five canteens alone, and its scenery is unique, comparable to some universities.
Ying Yuexuan turned her head and saw that Ying Zijing was surrounded by a lot of people.
She pursed her lips, wanting to go up and say hello, but in the end she gave up.
Pei Tianyi noticed something was wrong with her and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Ying Yuexuan shook her head. "Senior brother, let me take you for a walk around East Lake."
Pei Tianyi didn't say anything and followed.
None of the other students at Qingzhi Middle School were worth his attention.
**
After basking in the sun for a while, Ying Zijing took out paper and pen and began to work out the problem that Zuo Li had sent her.
Quantum mechanics has always been a major challenge in the physics community, and no scientist has been able to fully understand it to this day.
Half an hour later, Ying Zijing sent the solution and thought process to Zuo Li again.
She picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the school gate.
She was stopped just as she reached the school gate.
The person who called out to her was a boy, who was carrying a basketball and had obviously rushed over from the playground.
"Ying Shen." The boy was 1.8 meters tall with well-defined muscles, but his face was red, and he didn't dare to look up at her. "Here, here you go."
It was a pink envelope.
It goes without saying what's inside.
At this time, outside the school gate.
The Maserati stopped.
Fu Yunshen turned his head, his gaze fixed on the distance inside the school gate, and deepened.
The boy kept his head down, handing out love letters.
"Thank you." Ying Zijing didn't take it; she just nodded. "Study hard and make progress every day."
She didn't say anything more and just walked out.
Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow and, as usual, took the schoolbag from her hand.
He lowered his voice and chuckled softly, "I think I heard the sound of a young man's heart breaking. So heartless?"
Ying Zijin glanced at him: "Then you have really good hearing."
"At school—" Fu Yunshen glanced sideways, "Do you have a lot of people pursuing you?"
Ying Zijing yawned: "Probably, it's been a long time since I received a love letter."
Unlike last semester, when the love letters she received could be sold for two kilograms of waste paper.
Of course, she didn't sell them; she had her younger brother return the love letters.
You can't accept it, but you can't hurt others either.
Fu Yun Shen glanced at the boy who seemed quite excited after being rejected, leaned forward slightly, and smiled with his peach blossom eyes curving upwards: "Yao Yao, you've got food on your face."
For some reason, he also really enjoyed watching her eat, like a little guinea pig.
Cute and adorable.
"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin took out a piece of paper and wiped it.
"Wrong, here." Fu Yunshen took the paper from her hand and wiped away the non-existent trace bit by bit.
The fragrance of jade and agarwood enveloped the room instantly, calming and reassuring.
Ying Zijing slightly raised her eyes and could see his light amber eyes.
Like a spring breeze, it is tinged with gentle colors.
Fu Yunshen slowly finished wiping, his fingertips inadvertently touching the girl's lips.
His hand paused, then he put it down.
Her lips are very soft.
Behind me, there was a "click".
This time, the boy's heart was completely shattered.
**
Shaoren Hospital.
After examining the illness of the international businessman with whom she had previously made an appointment, Ying Zijing prepared to leave.
"Miss Ying, please wait a moment." The hospital director hurriedly spoke up, "There is another patient coming in a little while, who has just returned from abroad. He needs your attention. If you don't have time, I will have another doctor come."
"It's nothing." Ying Zijin nodded. "I've been pretty free lately."
"That's good, that's good." The dean nodded. "This patient has a bit of a temper, Miss Ying, please don't mind."
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the office door.
A young man pushed a middle-aged man in a wheelchair into the room.
The two men share many similarities in appearance, clearly indicating they are father and son.
Both of them were momentarily stunned when they saw the girl.
The middle-aged man's face darkened almost instantly: "This is the miracle doctor from Shaoren Hospital? Dean, are you kidding me?"
The dean really didn't know what to say.
After all, many patients experience this reaction.
“Miracle doctor, please don’t hold it against my dad.” The young man glared at the middle-aged man. “My dad also met a very young female doctor abroad, and lately he likes to compare others to her. You are even younger than her, so he doesn’t believe it.”
"What do you mean by not believing?" the middle-aged man shouted. "Miss Qingjia's medical skills are already very high."
"Dad, don't say anything," the young man said in a low voice. "Let the miracle doctor take a look first."
The middle-aged man was stubborn: "I won't watch it. I don't believe she's more capable than Miss Qingjia."
"Late-stage stomach cancer, severe upper abdominal pain, and stiff blood vessels." Ying Zijing glanced at it, then looked away, saying calmly, "His days are numbered. Buy a good coffin and prepare for his funeral."
"Thud—"
(End of this chapter)
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